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My Friend


I raise my voice for the one I miss

who left me oh so long ago

I know you will return to me soon my friend


The dust on your hands is visible now

I no longer see emotion in your eyes

Oh but I know you understand me my friend


All through the land I heard the cries

of hopes and dreams being crushed

You sought out everyone

There is nothing left anymore

You acted out what you taught me

oh it’s kill or be killed my friend


I traveled with you

always one step behind

I now realize

What I had always truly feared

Oh please don’t kill me my friend

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Night Heart

I am a 17 year old theater nerd with a love for poems

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Night Heart
<p>From point of view of Flowey. Yes. Undertale poem. I know</p>

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